Chapter 865 - 365: Rapid Troop Expansion, Harvest, and Power Enhancement (Part 2)
Chapter 865: Chapter 365: Rapid Troop Expansion, Harvest, and Power Enhancement (Part 2)
It’s somewhat like the Crimson Wasp.
He turned his head and saw that the first batch of adult dragonflies had their bellies swollen again.
With a slight sense, the embryos inside were already forming, and they could give birth as early as next month...
In the midst of his thoughts, his gaze slightly shifted.
The current number of a few thousand dragonflies is still not enough. If those in the bellies could be nurtured prematurely, the number over ten thousand would be quite impressive.
Thinking of it, he acted, his gaze turning serious.
He directly mobilized the Authorities of Nurturing and Life.
In the next moment, the most primordial power from all around directly surged into the pregnant dragonflies.
The dragonfly embryos inside their bellies developed and matured at an exaggerated speed.
Moreover, under the protection of Authority, there would be no damage to the mother bodies.
An hour later, a dragonfly felt the change in its body, flapped its wings, landed on the ground, and began to give birth directly.
Afterward, over five hundred dragonflies also landed on the ground, continuously giving birth.
In less than half an hour, more than six thousand larvae were born.
With a slight sense, the current total has already reached twelve thousand!
Lear saw this, his mood lifted with joy.
The power of Authority isn’t just for combat...
Taking a deep breath, he turned his head to look at a certain place in the Divine Kingdom.
In the next moment, numerous three-tailed pigs that had no breath flew skyward, directly landing in front of the dragonfly larvae.
The larvae, smelling the aroma of meat, pounced and began to feast.
The farm within the Divine Kingdom had undergone expansion over the past half year, with tens of thousands managing it.
Monthly output has increased to 4 million heads...
On par with the Mire Swamp.
Ordinary flesh, he lacks none.
The dragonfly larvae at that moment seemed as if they hadn’t seen food for ten days, madly tearing into the flesh, swallowing it mouthful by mouthful.
Then rapidly consuming it, converting it into growth energy, starting to grow quickly...
Lear continued to use the Authority of Nurturing to shield them.
The dragonflies seemed to hit fast-forward, their growth speed was extraordinary.
Nurturing these six thousand larvae required an astronomical amount of flesh energy.
Each dragonfly eventually consumed 300 three-tailed pigs, plus a massive amount of fallen Wild Pantheon warriors’ corpses...
By the early hours of August 12th, these newly born dragonflies had successfully reached adulthood.
Lear, watching the dragonfly army flying in the sky, smiled with satisfaction.
The power of the Divine Spirit is beyond comprehension.
Through this battle, he gained a deeper understanding of the power of Authority.
But ultimately, Authority is just a catalyst; ample resources are needed to accelerate their growth.
The credit mainly goes to the pig farm.
In thought, his gaze turned to the gathering place of believers in the Divine Kingdom... during the use of Abyssal Dark Stone for proselytizing, he gained many high-quality races and followers.
Those with potential were brought back to the Divine Kingdom through torn space for cultivation.
Following the method of the Secret Technique, first letting a portion of the dragonflies’ blood out, then using a spell to let the blood sense.
As long as compatibility reaches over 80%, it would induce a response.
At this moment, the intelligence system in his mind suddenly flickered...
[You have bred a sufficient number of dragonflies and fully mastered the Ancient Secret Technique, with an additional piece of information—after the Deltha people consume 3 Dragonblood Redfish, the power inside them will awaken, and their compatibility with the dragonflies will reach 99%, making them the best candidates for Dragonfly Knights.]
Lear saw the suddenly flashing information, greatly surprised and delighted.
Goodness, this is too powerful, whatever you think of just comes true!!
Now there’s no need to search; there are ready and suitable candidates.
The Deltha people are covered in feathers, shy, strong in stamina, obedient, can endure hardship, and their faith is extremely devout.
This has always been the main labor force of Weilu City, much to Lear’s liking.
Unexpectedly, this timid race also had such an opportunity...
Looking in another direction, there are more than thirty thousand Deltha people in the Divine Kingdom, whom he discovered through proselytizing two months ago and brought back.
Thirty thousand Deltha people are too many, just twelve thousand would be sufficient, needing to feed 36,000 Dragonblood Redfish...
Previously, this number was high, but with the fish farm’s continued expansion, it’s no longer an issue now.
And to prepare for unpredictable situations, Lear has backups of everything from Weilu City within the Divine Kingdom.
Even if the swamp is destroyed by irresistible forces, as long as the Divine Kingdom remains, it can be rebuilt.
Should the Divine Kingdom be destroyed, he likely wouldn’t be around either, making these backups pointless.
Though there aren’t enough now within the Divine Kingdom, he immediately fetched some more from the swamp.
The fish farm hadn’t been affected by the war, and he had contingencies in place.
Beneath the fish farm, an underground river leads to the swamp’s depths, and the Starry Sky Vine can bring the Dragonblood Redfish down for protection.
No fear of being impacted by war... these are measures devised after repeated bloody battles.
All more than thirty thousand Dragonblood Redfish were thrown onto the ground, appearing quite spectacular.
Lear instructed these Deltha people to live, make meals, cook fish, and drink soup.
Two hours later, all of the selected Deltha had enjoyed these earthly delicacies.
With full bellies and quenched thirsts, one could noticeably sense the fluctuations in their aura.
Lear was straightforward, immediately signaling the dragonflies to approach.
He then channeled the Power of Origin and chanted a spell.
In the next moment, each dragonfly released a faint crimson aura, directly selecting the Deltha at the front.
Upon contact, a dense blood mist arose, completely enveloping the two.
The blood mist gradually spread, covering a range of ten to twenty meters around.
The surrounding Magic Power began to flow into it... the transformation formally began.
Sensing this, Lear’s gaze slightly shifted, mobilizing ample Power of the Plane to give them the strongest support in their transformation.
The Power of the Plane is not the Power of Origin; it can automatically absorb the Chaotic Void to recover after being exhausted.
So there is nothing to fear.
Meanwhile, he summoned one Three-tailed Pig after another, directly throwing them into the blood mist... the moment they touched the blood mist, these Three-tailed Pigs would turn into energy of flesh and blood, pouring into the mist.
Becoming sustenance for the transformation.
Just as he was waiting to see the results, Haggs reported to him through the Soul Mark... the Dimension Plane had been found.
Lear felt a slight joy in his heart, immediately following the other party’s aura, waving his hand to tear open the void.
A wide spatial rift was torn open.
Focusing his eyes, a plane full of humidity appeared ahead, with large areas of moss and vines ascending.
Thin mist permeated the air.
Standing at the forefront was Hagg, the robust Wetland Lizard-man Hero, with an elderly and frail Wetland Lizard-man by his side.
At the rear, tens of thousands of Wetland Lizardman Warriors looked at him with shock and frenzy...
"Sovereign, the Deneke Clan has all gathered... awaiting your command!"
Haggs stepped forward, kneeling on one knee, his tone respectful and devout.
The elderly Wetland Lizard-man then awoke as if from a dream, quickly kneeling to follow suit.
"Great Divine Spirit, all Wetland Lizard-men of the Deneke Clan extend their highest greetings to you..."
Feeling the pressure that delved into their souls, he was deeply excited.
This is the God of the Swamp!!
The Divine Spirit!!
It’s true, Lord Haggs didn’t deceive them... it truly was the descent of the Divine Spirit!!
The Wetland Lizard-men all simultaneously knelt, bowing their heads in salutation.
Lear, sensing the emotional changes in these Wetland Lizard-men, nodded slowly.
"Deneke Clan, in the name of the Master of Marshes, I summon you to become my warriors, to fight for the Swamp."
"I will train you to become powerful Cold-blooded Cavalry..."
"Are you willing?!"
As his words fell, majestic Divine Power surged forth.
In an instant, the terrifying Divine Power caused every Wetland Lizardman’s soul to tremble violently.
But at this moment, their attention was already placed on the Cold-blooded Cavalry... this is the legendary soldier type of Lizard-men!
Becoming Cold-blooded Cavalry is the ultimate dream of all Lizard-men!
One by one, they excitedly responded loudly.
"We are willing, great Sovereign!!"
"Your will is our direction!!"
"Willing to offer our souls and lives for you!!"
Amid the commotion, Lear smiled satisfied.
The Power of the Soul suddenly surged forth, directly imprinting marks in everyone’s minds.
Without further ado, he immediately ordered the 50,000 Wetland Lizard-men to return through the spatial rift to the Divine Kingdom.
Amid their excitement, the Wetland Lizard-men swarmed in.
Lear took the opportunity to call over the elderly Wetland Lizard-man.
Directly inquired.
"Do you have any secret technique to enhance the Lizard-men’s power?"
The elderly Wetland Lizard-man looked at the young and handsome yet endlessly imposing face, responding tremulously.
"Great Sovereign, yes!"
"This has been handed down from our ancestors... but enhancing power requires sufficient blood feast."
Lear smiled.
Isn’t this a stroke of fortune?!
After the upgrade of 50,000 Wetland Lizard-men, then enhance their power...
This series of abundant gains brought a surge in the power he wielded once more.
Comfortable.